“Friend gone?”
“Yes. Thank you so much for letting me ask him down.”
“No need to thank me. Do you think I am the sort of old curmudgeon who never will do anything for anybody?”
“I think you are a dear,” said Katherine affectionately.
“Humph,” said Miss Viner, mollified.
As Katherine was leaving the room she called her back.
“Katherine?”
“Yes.”
“I was wrong about that young man of yours. A man when he is making up to anybody can be cordial and gallant and full of little attentions and altogether charming. But when a man is really in love he can’t help looking like a sheep. Now, whenever that young man looked at you he looked like a sheep. I take back all I said this morning. It is genuine.”